Chapter 309 Demonic Sword
The words were divided into two parts. When the three strong men from the Holy Realm were confronting each other, no one noticed that Yi Xifeng was holding Ye Jian Hanxing's hand and could not stop trembling slightly.
While Han Sanli gathered the heaven and earth essence from Tongtian Cliff towards Biyou Palace, a wisp of heaven and earth essence flew towards the Night Sword Hanxing in Yi Xifeng's hand, and was sucked in by the sword spirit.
The sword spirit was originally a type of heaven and earth true essence, but it only gained independent self-awareness along with its master. At this moment, the sword spirit, which had just absorbed the "Infinite Black Flame", was wrapped in such a rich heaven and earth true essence, and was improved again.
"Fight...fight...fight!!" It seemed to be begging its owner to let it stretch its muscles freely in this world.
But Yi Xifeng was breaking out in a cold sweat. Now let alone intervening in the battle between the three slaves in the Holy Realm, it was even harder to slip away from Han Sanli's nose.
He held the hilt of the sword with his hand to prevent the living treasure from disobeying his orders and flying to the center of the battlefield.
Although Han Sanli was fighting Chen Chuantuo and was dismissive of the small actions of the people below, Mozi Qianyuan, who was standing behind Yi Xifeng, was eyeing Yi Xifeng's Night Sword Hanxing.
Although he was injured by Lu Zhanyuan's golden talisman before, he is a demon child of the demon sect. He has lived in an environment of the jungle since he was aware of it. He has suffered countless injuries and has developed a "blood demon" with extremely strong resilience. "Hunyuan Gong"; secondly, after he was injured, he immediately took the "Bone Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill" to recover his internal injuries, and now he has recovered 70% of his peak combat strength.
He knew that this sword was the culprit of the "Wuji Black Flame". As long as he killed Yi Xifeng, Han Sanli would definitely despise this sword. In the end, it was still his. Thinking of this, Qianyuan's eyes showed a trace of viciousness.
Feeling the trembling of Yi Xifeng's arm, Li Xintian beside him asked through his soul: "Brother Xifeng, your sword..."
But at this moment, Yi Xifeng was thinking almost flawlessly. The night sword Hanxing in his hand made a buzzing sound, and the sword spirit filled with the true essence of the world let out a painful cry. Just when Yi Xifeng couldn't control it immediately, a soft sound The inner strength came with the girl's tenderness pressing against his palm.
Li Xintian stood beside him, continuously transmitting his inner energy to the other party along the palms of his hands, greatly relieving Yi Xifeng's pressure.
Yi Xifeng tilted his head slightly, and the two of them looked at each other side by side and smiled, saying nothing. But all this was seen by Yu Ming, the elder of the Divine Cult who stood not far away.
Divine saints throughout history have been dedicated to spreading the teachings of theology, even sacrificing their lives to maintain the dignity of the religion.
And the newly appointed saint in front of me actually ignored the dignity of the divine religion and protected the safety of the religious enemy. It was really treasonous!
Thinking of this, Yu Ming looked at the disciples of the God's Cult who were eager to try and said in a deep voice: "Holy girl, please listen to my subordinates' advice."
Li Xintian looked at Yu Ming and saw that the disciples of the sect around him were surrounding him and isolating the two from the people around him. He was frightened and said, "Elder Discipline, please speak."
Yu Ming paused, recalling in his mind that when the leader Han Sanli brought the girl back, he overcame all opinions and designated her as the new saint. In addition, the other elders of the divine sect only watched the saint ceremony in silence, and in his mind Naturally.
However, as the disciplinary elder of the divine sect, if he does not stand out to safeguard the dignity of the divine sect, then in the future the leader will blame him for the crime of "outsiders interfering with the coronation ceremony of the saint and doing nothing", and he will not be able to escape punishment. He can only bite the bullet and say :
"The saint knows that the Zhenwu Dao Palace is the mortal enemy of our divine religion, so why does she protect this inner disciple of the Zhenwu Dao Palace who comes to cause trouble again and again? Is she ignoring the face of our divine religion?"
"Yes, I am still a religious saint..." Li Xintian muttered as if he had an epiphany.
Hearing this, Elder Discipline's brows relaxed slightly. After all, he didn't want to take the risk of disturbing the people Han Sanli valued. It would be best for all this matter to end with the saint returning from her lost ways.
I saw Li Xintian taking off the crystal hair crown representing the saint on her head, and then placed it firmly on the ground. Then she stood side by side with Yi Xifeng, and her clear spring-like voice reached the ears of every divine disciple present:
"In that case, I just don't want to be a religious saint."
Yu Ming was stunned at first, then his brows that had just relaxed were knitted into a knot, and his beard was trembling with anger, and he shouted: "Where are the disciples of the God's Cult!"
Everyone around responded: "The disciples of the God's Cult are here!"
"Capture the traitorous saint and kill the troublemaker!"
Following the command from the Discipline Elder, dozens of disciples of the God's Cult in the Demon Ascension Realm (Heroes Ascension Realm) stepped forward and surrounded the two of them. The situation became tense for a while, but neither side dared to start first. Take action.
"Everyone, wait a minute!" A dark-skinned young man walked out of the crowd and walked through the group of disciples of the God's Cult into the surroundings.
"As the saying goes, it's better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. Your leader should have the final say on how to deal with this boy and the saint. They can't escape anyway, so why bother?"
Lin Fenghuo seemed to be persuading both parties to stop, but he actually stood in front of Yi Xifeng and said with his soul: "Madman, say a few words, why are you standing there?!"
Yi Xifeng had trouble saying that the Night Sword Hanxing in his hand seemed to have taken the wrong medicine. He kept trying to rush out of the scabbard and kill the disciples of the divine sect around him. Even if Li Xintian suppressed it together with him, it was difficult to restrain the sword spirit. Killing intent.
"This Confucian scholar came with that brat from the Zhenwu Dao Hall. Don't pay attention. Come on, everyone!"
One of the disciples of the divine sect shouted loudly, and everyone around them couldn't hold it in any longer, so they all attacked together. Most of the disciples of the divine sect focused on body training, and their attacks were extremely fierce. Lin Fenghuo did not hold back. With a gorgeous move of "Nine Clouds of Flowing Fire", the disciples of the divine sect within the fan-shaped range in front of him were knocked back several steps, and he was also hit by the collision. Implicated by the aftermath, he took a few steps back.
Seeing this, Yi Xifeng knew that this battle was inevitable. He raised his hand that was suppressing the sword spirit's spiritual power and said loudly: "Since the master did not follow the way of hospitality and took action first, don't blame me for turning against the guests!"
Accompanied by a sword cry, the Night Sword Hanxing was instantly unsheathed, and at this moment, a layer of strange black energy lingered outside the pitch-black sword body.
"Endless Black Flame!" Qianyuan in the distance and the sword's owner Yi Xifeng understood at the same time why the Yejian Hanxing Sword Spirit was so full of killing intent. It was Qianyuan's resentment from the unjust dead soul when he was practicing the Endless Black Flame!
Without the suppression of Yi Xifeng and Li Xintian, the sword spirit made a cheerful sword sound as if it had been reborn, and an evil aura made the surrounding divine disciples frown.
"Dayan Thousand Machine Sword!"
Yi Xifeng rushed forward with one sword and one man. Ninety-nine sword swords were formed above him, flying around like a heavy rain. The difference from before was that each sword sword was filled with dark black flames. , some disciples who had just entered the Knight's Hall realm were scratched by the sword, and the black flames quickly swallowed up their blood essence!
Following the screams, some of the weaker disciples of the God's Cult were forced to withdraw from the battle to resist the inexplicable black flames after receiving only one blow from the sword, while the stronger disciples were struck by Yi Xifeng's Thousand Machine Sword Formation. Shocked, I didn’t dare to push hard for a while. Yi Xifeng, with one sword and one man, knocked back the disciples of the God's Cult ten feet, and for a while no one dared to step forward to fight again!
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